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Point ZER0 - Chapter 09An dark alley, cigarettes on the ground, a cell was ringing. A woman picked up, brushing her hair out of her face.
‘Hello? Yes, I’m still waiting. I didn’t see anyone here, so...Okay. I’ll talk to you later.’ *Click*
With a sigh she leaned against the wall. The two dealers still didn’t come and she was waiting for an goddamn hour now. As she want to walk away, she heard a noise.
‘Yo! We’ll have a delivery here for you!’
‘Then hurry up, I’m sick of waiting on you two!’
But when she got the delivery, she noticed it was a fake. Her hand slipped unseen to her hip under her jacket, fingers grabbing the cold steel of her grey gun.
‘Hey, goddamn brats. Listen. I don’t like messing up with deliveries. And I DON’T like to wait an goddamn hour for NOTHING!’ Before anyone could move, she pointed the gun at the two men’s foreheads. They tried to stop her, but her finger pulled the trigger. T
Point ZER0 - Chapter 08*FLASHBACK*
‘Mommy! Stop pulling my hair!’
‘Emi, please sit still! I can’t do your hair when you are moving around!’ Azura Hinato was getting a bit frustrated now her daughter didn’t listen to her. She was still doing her hair with black ribbons, but Emi didn’t want to.
‘There. Done. Was that so hard?’
Emi pouted a bit and looked away. ‘It hurts...’
‘I told you to sit still all the time, but you didn’t listen. So it’s your own fault. Wait right here, then I’m going to call your sister.’
The woman walked out of the room of her youngest daughter, to look for her oldest daughter. As always, she was in the training room in the basement of the house. So when she swung open the door she almost got a katana in her face.
‘Wow! Watch it, will you?! Or do you want me to lie on the floor with a katana in my face?’
The katana dropped distance before it was pulled away. The red-haired girl lo
Leaving Southampton She was in the kitchen when he stumbled in noisily, tripping as he went past the shelves and catching the edge of the table to keep himself from falling.
Pretending not to hear the stream of curses that followed, she kept her eyes fixed on the dishes, letting her hand trail in the soapy water. There was a loud scraping of wood against grimy concrete as he drew a chair and collapsed into it. At this she looked up, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, unnecessarily, "You've been drinking."
He clutched his head and said nothing. He hadn't shaved in weeks and stank of sweat and alcohol; he looked much older than his eighteen years.
They sat in silence for a while. Then he announced, loudly, "Fuck."
She didn't bother to tell him off. She just waited. And jumped when he suddenly brought his fist down, hard, onto the table.
"Our lives here are s
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